Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Twenty-Seven
The professor resumed speaking.
Near the end of class students were reading a section they’d been instructed to read when the bell went off, the second it stopped Tommy’s teacher spoke up.
Professor mustache: “Thomas pickleson! please see me after class.”
Tommy gulped, he sat still until the other students had filed out, then approached his professor.
Tommy: “You wanted to see me sir?”
Mustache: “Thomas! You are always late to my class! Today you were nearly 20 minutes late!”
Tommy was sure that had to be an exaggeration, but he wasn’t going to argue.
Tommy: “I’m sorry sir, I had to run to the bathroom, I usually do when I get off the bus, and there’s not much time to squeeze that in between the bus ride and the start of class.”
Mustache: “The bathroom? I had expected a better excuse then that! if your bathroom habits are going to interfere with my class and the learning of my other students then that is an unacceptable problem! You need to find a solution that gets you to class on time, I won’t have these interruptions every day any longer! It isn’t fair to the other students! they didn’t come here to watch you saunter in the door long after they’ve already gotten here and taken their seats!”
Tommy felt completely berated, he felt bad that he might have had a negative impact on the other students.
Tommy: “Yes sir, I’ll figure something out, I promise.”
Mustache: “You better, cause if you’re not here on time tomorrow then do not enter, I don’t want that door opening after I’ve begun the class!”
Tommy: “Yes sir I’ll be on time I promise!”
Professor Mustache waved Tommy off, seemingly dismissing him.
Tommy turned and walked away, a slight crinkling as he did so, the professors ears perked up in the now otherwise totally empty and silent room, the sound stood out, he glared at Tommy’s bum as he walked away, the gears turning in his head…
Lunchtime eventually arrived and Tommy sat in his usual corner of the cafeteria, and began trying to eat his lunch, he found it much more difficult then he’d remembered, first his sandwich fell apart in his hands as he tried to smash them into his mouth, pieces and globs falling onto his shirt, then the mixed fruit he found he couldn’t pinch it in his fingers without them slipping out, so instead he grabbed onto them in his palm mashing them with a full fist into his mouth, the juices getting all over his face, he wasn’t sure why it was suddenly so difficult to feed himself, but he was sure making a mess out of it, the juice box was it’s usual battle and eventually he finished lunch, with quite a bit of it on him instead of in him, his next class went fine and then the last class came, half-way through the last class he realized he had forgotten to use the bathroom, he usually forced himself to go to the rest room before this class because it was a long 90 minute class and even though he didn’t usually feel the need when the class began he was always bursting by the end of it if he hadn’t forced himself to empty out just before entering. Today he’d forgotten, the long 3-day break had broken his routine, the accident this morning and the pull-up had set his mind out of the rhythm as well, now he still had 45ish minutes left in the class and his bladder was rapidly filling with his lunchtime giant juice box.
The last time he had tried to get up to go to the bathroom from this class it had drawn the professors attention, who in turn had put the whole classes attention onto Tommy, Tommy didn’t want to go through that again, especially with all these food stains on his shirt he was aware of, he was embarrassed about it, so he stayed seated trying to make it to the end of class, it didn’t take long for Tommy’s bladder to overwhelm him and burst a flood into his pull up, he sat there holding still praying it would hold, and no one could tell he was peeing himself in class, he had held on as strong as he could, but he just lost control unexpectedly, he felt he was still clenching even as it flooded out of him, like his clenching just was no longer strong enough to stop the flood gates. Near as he could tell from his sitting position it seemed the pull up had held up, but it was definitely soaked, it felt sodden, it was much different then the diapers of yesterday, those didn’t feel so sodden like this, they handled wettings much better, Tommy was a bit grossed out by how it felt, for just a moment he found himself wishing it was a diaper instead, so he wouldn’t have to worry about any of this anymore.
Tommy had to fart, he’d been ignoring it for a bit now, his bladder was his main focus and the gas wasn’t worth even thinking about, he figured he could just ignore it, he couldn’t just fart right now the class room was too quiet at this moment, but the pressure was building, I must be really gassy today Tommy thought, he was sure it wasn’t poo, it didn’t feel solid, it only felt like gas, but he’d been wrong before, he was scared to be wrong again, but the pressure couldn’t be ignored forever, he just kept seated and tried to hold it, all these potty troubles was distracting him from the professor, he was missing things, and he knew it, he hated that this was costing him learning, he hated that he was feeling such discomfort in his bottom right now, suddenly a faculty member of the school popped their head in a side door down near the professor, the professor looked over asking: “what is it?” the faculty member waved the professor over seemingly wanting a word in private.
professor longhair: “uhm class talk amongst yourselves while I step away to see what the lady requires of me, you should discuss what we just went over in that last chapter.”
Then the professor left the room.
The class all took a breath of relief relaxing from the strain of their focus, and chatted it up with their friends some of them instead just focusing on their books, Tommy figured now was a good time to run to the bathroom to try and pee any that remained, as Tommy leaned forward to grab his bags and stand that was all the strain required for his bottom to open up and a large mass of mush rapidly filled up the back of his pull up, he hadn’t even finished standing by the time it was all out of him already, his eyes opened wide bulging out of his head, he couldn’t believe that had just happened, he thought ‘I could have sworn it was just a fart! I hadn’t even decided to fart it just came out! oh my god! I just pooped my pants in the middle of class!’ Tommy sat right back down, plopping onto his butt, as if that would help hide what had happened, regretting it as he felt it squish against his bottom, he sat there stiff as a board back straight staring straight ahead lost in thought, what was happening to him, he pooped the bed and then his pants in the middle of class! Hmm, perhaps pooping the bed had prevented him fully emptying, he rationalized, maybe I should have forced myself to empty out more on the toilet once that diaper came off, maybe that’s why this happened, I still had to poop this morning I didn’t get it all out and now it’s caught up to me.
All the rationalizing didn’t change the fact he was now stuck in class in a poopy wet pull up, he was terrified, what if someone smells that’s it’s coming from me, what if I leak! I should get out of here immediately! But Tommy was scared to move, he sat still thinking if that was really the best option for another minute or two, when he decided to go for it the moment he shifted to get up the professor re-entered the room and the room immediately went silent, damn! he was stuck now, he sat back down into his muck, wincing a bit, the professor apologized for the interruption and launched straight back into his lecture, Tommy had no choice but to stay put, luckily class was near over anyhow, it was only a few more minutes before the bell rang, Tommy stayed put busying himself with his notes until the students had all left, he wanted to file out last, so no one could get a look at his bottom which must be bulging now he assumed, if not worse, if the pull up leaked then it will be totally obvious what’s occurred. He was terrified to find out, once he was last out the door and packed his bags and speed walked/waddled out of the room. He waddled to his bus stop trying not to think about the state of his pants, he couldn’t go to the restroom he didn’t have any more spare pull-ups on him, he would have to just waddle with his used pull-up until he got home, as he stood there waiting for the bus, it did not come, he realized with dread the bus must have already arrived a few minutes early today, and because he had waited to leave class last, he had missed it, he would have to wait for the next one, during the 15-minute wait his bladder confirmed his earlier suspicion that it had not fully emptied, it’s urgency had returned, he was wiggling in place doing a little potty dance trying to hold it, he didn’t want to miss another bus, and he certainly didn’t want to try going to a potty to have to deal with a pull up that was already messy, he’d just try to make it home where David could help him out.
As he saw the bus turn onto his street in the distance Tommy’s anxiety peaked and his bladder once again let loose against his will, again he was clenching and it was flowing out all the same! The pull-up was no match for a second wetting, the peepee leaked out the pull-ups leg holes soaking his overalls making very obvious dark wet patches on the sides of his pull up, it not only made it obvious he’d wet himself, it also was pretty obvious that it was a leaky pull-up or diaper, anyone familiar with the pattern of diaper leaks would recognize the wetness on his pants as being just that, Tommy was quickly openly crying, but he sniffled it up and tried to stop the bawling as the bus came to a stop, he had no choice, he’d have to board like this, he got on the bus and flashed his pass hoping to make it by the driver unnoticed, the driver did notice, he grabbed Tommy’s wrist and swung him back around to get a look at his pants, he glared at Tommy’s pee stain for a minute, seemingly figuring out the matter at hand, his initially gruff approach softened, he must be thinking Tommy is special needs to be having a leaky diaper like this.
driver: “You poor thing, here you stand right here by me and hold on tight to this rail OK big guy? don’t sit down please? OK? I just want you to stand right there.”
This was just like the last time this happened, Tommy recognized the bus driver just didn’t want Tommy getting pee on his seats, but Tommy was struck by the difference in demeanor, the last time Tommy had wet pants on the bus the driver had been rather mean about it, a real rough harsh tone. But this time the driver was being so gentle so kind, even forgiving, Tommy was really glad for that, he was OK with that, if this was the worst of it then it isn’t so bad, Tommy was still breaking down on the inside for sure, but this had helped a great deal to make it easier to stifle those tears for the time being until he could get off the bus and out of sight of the public, Tommy simply nodded at the bus driver and grabbed the rail, thumb popping from his mouth as he did, he hadn’t even realized he was suckling his thumb, as the bus driver had studied him, no wonder he was being talked down to, Tommy realized then that if sucking his thumb made people more gentle with him he might just wanna do it more often… Tommy held the hand rail and stared ahead as the bus moved on towards his home, planting the other thumb in his mouth and suckling away, at one point during the short bus ride he felt his bladder once again want some release, he didn’t even bother to hold it this time, what’s the point, the damage was already done, it wasn’t much, but he let it out without difficulty, expanding the wet spots on his overalls as he did, the bus got to his stop, and he hopped off and ran for his door, he threw the door open and ran to David, he didn’t even take his shoes off, he was bawling now, David was on the couch but stood as soon as he detected the commotion, he embraced Tommy in a hug and rubbed his back.
The End of Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Twenty-Seven.
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